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11-12-09
Oh hell yeah! I had a dream that me and Michael Jai White were a couple. I’m not sure if we were on the up and up, but we were able to be comfy goofballs together. We just laid/sat on the bed and watched TV. At some point he was asleep. I was in the bathroom doing something. Probably wrestling with this tangled ass weave and he peeks in …all in his boxers…and is like “hey, come in here with me”…he grabs my butt then my hand and leads me into the room to watch something that feels like the evening news. Pheromones, hormones, and all kinds of other –MONES are oozing and saturating the atmosphere. How can they not. He’s Michael Jai White! I think I had on my gray inauguration t-shirt and some raggedy of white short. (sigh) companionship. I wonder what his wife looks like. I miss full-chested, strong, manly hugs.
Yesterday was such a good day. I sat around in my night clothes al day. Washed, ate, watched TV, and updated the blog. Made actions in regard to my future. Wish I had more days like this. I didn’t even leave the house and only got bothered one time. A very peaceful day. Reminds me of lazy Sundays back in KC when I used to have my own place.
A lot of Mike music has been in my head today. Destiny to invincible.
Saw this fine ass Kevin un the waiting room. He had long hair and Jonathan Randall from Guiding Light swag. A tall Asian too!
I hate I will Survive by Gloria Gaynor. I don’t see what’s so great about the damn song. The last two episodes of South Park haven’t’ been all that interesting.
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